Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

Another Word For Possess On Resume

A Captive Bride: Her Soul To Possess

Three years ago, Rachel was dragged into a nightmare she didn’t create. A woman named Camila died in a car crash, and Rachel took the fall. But Camila wasn’t just anyone, she was the fiancée of Jeffrey Gray, the cold, powerful man who controlled Shen City like it was his personal chessboard. That night, everything shattered. Her boyfriend, Ralph Patel, ditched her like she was nothing. Her own family treated her like dirt. Her name was ruined. Her heart broken beyond repair. No one even cared if she was guilty or not. She went to prison without a single word of defense. Three years passed. She got out with no money, no help, and no one waiting for her. But she didn’t cry. She didn’t complain. She became a sanitation worker, quietly cleaning the streets of the very city that once chewed her up and spit her out. Then came the night it all changed. Rain poured. She was soaked and exhausted. That’s when a man in a black suit stopped in front of her. His voice was cold enough to freeze her in place. His eyes sharper than knives. Neither of them knew the truth. She didn’t know he was that Jeffrey. He didn’t know she was that Rachel. But fate doesn’t forget. And it never plays fair. When secrets start to unravel and old wounds are torn open, the entire city is shaken. Because the girl they trampled on isn’t the same anymore. This time, Rachel’s not here to beg. She’s here to rise, from the ashes, from the lies, from everything they buried her under. And the people who betrayed her? She’ll make sure they remember what they did. He once destroyed her life. Now, he can’t stay away from her. But Rachel... Her heart’s already frozen.
Bloodrose_7 · 63.7K Views

The Vampire’s Forbidden Possession

She was meant to be a sacrifice. He made her a queen. In a future ruled by vampires, humans are no more than slaves and sacrifices—bred, barcoded, and broken. Each year, the Vampire Lords hold a brutal tradition known as The Offering—where the most beautiful human girls are gifted as blood-brides to the aristocracy. None ever return. When Aria Vale, a defiant human girl with fire in her eyes and revenge in her heart, is chosen, she expects pain. Death. Or worse. What she doesn’t expect… Is for the Vampire King to fall to his knees. Damon Serath, cold-blooded and cruel, is feared across every vampire kingdom. He drinks only from the vein—never bottled, never mercy. He has destroyed empires and enslaved thousands. But the moment he sees Aria, something ancient ignites. She’s rude. Untamed. Furious. And he wants her. Keeping a human is forbidden. Loving one is treason. But Damon doesn’t care. He protects her from his court. Feeds her beside nobles who feast on blood. Kills anyone who dares look at her wrong. He would burn the world for her. Even if she’s only here for one reason… To kill him. But as their war of hate turns into a dangerous pull, Aria must ask herself— Can you destroy a monster who’s willing to die just to keep you breathing? “You brought a human to the Blood Moon banquet?” The voice came sharp and silk-smooth. It belonged to Lady Virelle, the High Matron of the Eastern Court, dressed in black stitched with veins of gold. Her mouth was still stained from a recent kill. “What’s wrong with you, Damon?” she hissed. Her glowing eyes narrowed on Aria. “She looks too fresh to waste. I could drain her where she stands.” Aria’s spine locked. Her hands curled into fists. “She’s with me,” Damon said calmly. But the air trembled. Zack, a smirking lord from the Southern House, leaned forward, fangs glinting. “Then tell us, little human—what do we call you?” He rose, steps slow, predatory, as he approached her side. Aria didn’t flinch. She glared at him like she wanted to slit his throat. Before Zack could reach her, Damon’s voice sliced through the hall, “Touch her, Zack—” His tone dropped to ice. “—and die.” Silence. The music stopped. Dozens of vampire nobles froze, staring at their king, who now stood at Aria’s side—cold, tall, and impossibly still. His hand rested lightly at her back, claiming her with one small, lethal gesture. Zack slowly stepped away, his smirk wiped clean. “She is mine,” Damon said, his voice echoing like thunder. “And no one touches what belongs to me.”
Iran_Thorne · 1.7K Views
Related Topics
More